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  1. Cliff shook himself abruptly, the panicked shout of Scamps unsettling him more than a bit. Of course he'd come visit her, that was a given, but she seemed so...off. The Pegasus pony tossed his mane out of his eyes and folded his wings tightly against his sides, smiling tiredly at Ocean. "To be honest, I think she mistook me for somepony else," He said, trying to laugh it off. "But I think she'll be okay. I'll check in on her later tonight, if I can, and she ought to be out by tomorrow, I think. That's how long I stayed in the hospital after I've gotten my concussions." He looked at her, with those pool-blue eyes, and felt himself relax a little. "Why were you in the hospital? You don't seem much like a rough and tumble pony, sweetheart."
  2. @Windy Scamper He winked at her as the doctor propelled him out of the room. "'Course I care," Cliff said cheerfully, hoping to keep her sprits up. The doctor smiled forcefully at him, then shut the door in his face. The burly Pegasus rubbed his eyes with a wing, drained and tired all of a sudden, and then spotted Ocean sitting by herself on a bench outside the door. "Hey, sweetheart," Cliff grinned, his amber eyes crinkling. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I think she'll be okay, she just hit her head pretty hard."
  3. He backed up automatically when she started to sniffle and sigh, continually calling him Airy and insisting she thought he was dead. Cliff was about to call for the nurse when she pounced on him in a hug, and he felt bad. It wasn't her fault she was delusional, even if it was a bit uncomfortable for him. He'd never been in a relationship before - not a long-term one, not like the relationship Scamps evidently had for this colt Airy. It made him wonder if there was something to it, after all. All of a sudden her vision cleared, and she reared back as though to slap him. Cliff whinnied and backed up, ducking her exclamation. "You hit your head pretty hard, darlin'," He explained, shielding himself with a wing. She quieted, looking up at him with big, confused eyes. It was a shame, really. He offered a little grin. "I never said I hated you. I don't do that. But since you didn't seem to care much for me, I wasn't going to put any energy into making you like me." He shrugged, then laughed a little. "Anyway, you should get some rest. You've had a hard day." Hanging around with a 'desperate' guy, and all, he mentally added, but said nothing. It wasn't her fault. She may be a little hysterical, and a bit crazy, but it still wasn't her fault.
  4. , @Windy Scamper Cliff suddenly found himself alone in a hospital room with Scamps. He made a small noise of protest as one of the nurses shut the door in Ocean's face and drew the curtains around Scamps' bed, but there wasn't much he could do. She still didn't seem lucid yet, but she was conscious, which was a step up from what she had been previously. "Hey, Scamps," He said quietly, swishing his tail and stepping hesitantly closer to the bed. "Sweetheart, you hit your head pretty hard...Can you tell me what happened?" He sound like a mother, which hadn't been his intention, but he couldn't decide whether or not to disillusion her. He wasn't Airy, whoever that pony was, but if Scamps was delusional, Cliff wasn't sure about what to do.
  5. "Dinner it is then," He grinned. "I'll meet you down in the lobby around, say, six?" That would give both of them plenty of time to unwind after they arrived at the hotel. It was still late morning, after all, and he had to see about Scamps being settled in. He didn't like the idea of her just being plunked down someplace like a snow globe. The hotel loomed closer, and the carriage slowed as they flowed into the smoggy traffic of Las Haygus. Thanks to the emergency markings along the sides, the carriage was able to pull up right next to the hospital, and Scamps was unloaded. Cliff was tugged along by her fierce grip on his hoof, but one of the orderlies gently pried her off and continued wheeling her inside. Cliff massaged his hoof and winced. "Tight grip," He muttered under his breath. He tossed Ocean a smoldering glance over his shoulder. "Six o'clock, sweetheart, don't forget. I'm going to go make sure they don't just stick Scamps in a corner somewhere." Cliff winked, and trotted inside the hospital.
  6. Oh, they're all so adorable when they blush, Cliff thought to himself, and grinned suddenly, his entire day perking up. "Sure, sweetheart, what do you have in mind? There's a nice little café down in the lobby of the hotel, serves pretty good hayshakes." All right, so maybe the whole trip wasn't a total waste after all. Ocean was a cute little filly, slender and svelte in all the right places. There seemed to be a fluidity in her movements, like a dancer or a skyswirler. "Or, there's a couple of nice restaurants in the hotel. We could go there, make it a date." There was that incorrigible wink again.
  7. This. OMG, this. This is the story of my life. Seriously though, clowns are the spawn of Satan. They live in sewers, beneath your bed, and laugh softly and evilly just as you begin to fall asleep, since they know you'll be vulnerable...And they have super magic invisibility powers too, so whenever you look under your bed, they disappear. Clowns. They scare the buck out of me.
  8. She was lying, he was sure of it. Her expression was pretty good, but her stutter brought it to his attention. He smirked at her and opened his mouth to say something, when the grip on his hoof tightened even further, causing him to wince. Subtly, he tried to shift away from Scamps, but it didn't loosen her grip any, and Cliff made an entertaining face as he slowly lost feeling in his hoof. "Ow," He gasped. Once he settled with the uncomfortable situation, he tried to focus back on Ocean. It didn't seem nearly as important now, but still, she was lying about swimming. Why on earth would somepony lie about swimming? "Are you sure?" He asked teasingly, "You didn't sound very certain of yourself there, sweetheart. I can teach you to swim if you'd like, in clouds or in a pool. It's not hard."
  9. I actually just had my very first taste of real-life anti-brony last Thursday. It bothered me all weekend, and I've really only now come to terms with it. :/ I have a Pinkie Pie screensaver, where she bounces across the screen, and then walks closer and smiles at you. After another couple of seconds, she backs up and throws herself at the screen. Frankly, I find it adorable, and I have my computer set to go into 'sleep' mode every five minutes, so I can see the screensaver as much as possible. Well, I had my back to the door in the college tutoring center, and one of the tutors came over to talk to me. He's a friend of my brother's, and one of the geekiest kids in the college, so I figured my brother had told him about my absolute adoration for all things sci-fi. Turns out he was just randomly walking over to me, and struck up a conversation about MMO's, Marvel comics, and geekdom in general. Once my screensaver came on, he took one look at it and went, "That is the most obnoxious thing ever," and proceeded to laugh under his breath at me whenever it came onscreen. I felt hideously embarrassed, and defended the show by saying it was a well-paced children's show, something I like to watch to unwind. He still proceeded to go, "Wow..." every time he saw me glance at Pinkie Pie, and by the end of the conversation I was feeling very cross. Out of pure irritation, I kept him on his toes about all things comic books and video game related, which took him by surprise I think. But still. I thought girls had it easier too, since it's a show originally made for girls, but I guess not. My family is really understanding about it, they actually think it's pretty cute that I still watch kids shows, know all the lyrics of the songs, and act out scenes while I'm doing the dishes. But I guess the rest of the world isn't as understanding. :/ Oh well. I'm not as upset about it as I was over the weekend.
  10. I want to make my avatar into a plushie and squeeze her. <3

    1. Crispy

      Crispy

      Yeah, that is better than the other one.

  11. GIVE WOONA A HUG YOU MEANIES! >:D

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    2. Vexxy

      Vexxy

      Why am I a meanie? D:

      (>^-^)>~<3*INSERT WOONA HERE*

    3. . eris .

      . eris .

      Seriously though, this icon was made in ten seconds flat. Therefore, it kind of sucks. It's still cute though~! <3

    4. Scootalove

      Scootalove

      *Hugs Woona*

  12. I need a new avatar. Grr. This one is so...plain. X.X

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    2. . eris .

      . eris .

      GAMER LUNA YEEES...

       

      But...it's so small...

       

      But it's given me AN IDEA!!! >:3

    3. SparkBrony

      SparkBrony

      Well, that's good :)

      Hold up, lemme try to make it bigger

    4. SparkBrony

      SparkBrony

      Nevermind, it just gets blurrier -.-

  13. It could just be your 'internet voice', but you sound very short and annoyed. Maybe we could try reasoning with the people who don't like us, instead of just going "You're wrong! I know you're wrong! You're the wrongest wronger that ever wronged a wrong!" ((I just had to go google 'wrong' to make sure I spelled it correctly. X.X))
  14. 7/10, cool OC. My avatar is very meh right now. I'm currently in-between images...
  15. @Glaceon "You'd be surprised," Cliff said, sounding uncannily serious for once, although there was a smile on his face, "A lot goes into maintaining that dirt and scrub. Unless they get the right zoning, there's not much they can do in terms of shaping the landscape. That's the job of the Earth Ponies, unfortunately. And we'd need actual seeds to be planted in order to make them grow. Plus, it might not have anything to do with the weather. It could just be unfertile land." He blinked, almost startled at his sudden display of politics, and then laughed. "And anyway, my guess is they have a park or someplace where they grow plants. Can't be just a concrete jungle, that's Canterlot's job." Cliff flicked his tail at Ocean teasingly. "And besides, if we go up in the clouds, it's pretty damp. You were kinda skittish back there with the water - can you swim?" The image of a dripping wet Ocean wasn't exactly a bad thing in his mind.
  16. That's completely unfair, and not funny at all. Women don't like to be disrespected - society has convinced us that we're not good enough. We're not tall enough, not thin enough, not pretty enough, and therefore, we don't "deserve" a good man. We don't go for douches because we like getting slapped or shouted at, women go for men like that because they're convinced they're ugly, fat, useless piles of nothing compared to everybody else. To get back on topic, I'm looking for a guy who 'gets' me. That, above everything else, is what I'm looking for. What I mean by that is someone who can follow my train of thought, since I can go from My Little Pony to Batman to school grades in a nanosecond, and I need a man to keep up with me when I'm like that. Also, I'm looking for humor, because I simply adore to laugh. And I'm easily amused, and laugh at the strangest things, so an unusual sense of humor is fine by me. In physical appearances...? I don't know. I'd like to say scruff and tattoos, but of course, I couldn't bring someone like that home to my mother. I don't know. Someone hardworking, who can provide for me, and looks good with five o'clock shadow. xD
  17. He had never been to Trottingham, so he would just have to take her word for it. Although one of his friends had revealed to him that while the fillies there were outrageously pretty, they were also unbelievably high maintenance. It didn't look like Ocean was one of them, however. " "You can make a cloud?" He asked. "That's pretty impressive. My sister's best friend, Flitter, she's on the weather patrol, so she knows all about the seasons. You could probably make a snowflake too, except it's a lot colder up in the clouds then it is down in Equestria, and they would probably melt. But it takes a lot of precision and care to make them stay. An all of them have to me hoof-made, completely unique every time." Cliff coughed uncomfortably as Scamps mumbled again in her sleep. "I'll have to show you sometime. There's probably a weather patrol here in Las Haygus, so there's gotta be some factories around here."
  18. She didn't appear to be letting go of his hoof anytime soon. Eve was outside dealing with a filly in a uniform, and the two of them were alone in the carriage with an unconscious Scamps between them. She mumbled something incoherently and tightened the grip she had on his hoof. "Oh, from Cloudsdale," He said with a smile. "Best flying capitol of the world. What about you, where're you from? Someplace sunny, I hope." Cliff winked at her.
  19. Cliff smiled at Ocean and winked. "I guess somepony hit her head a little harder than I thought," He said lowly. "This is normal, right?" He asked Eve, raising his eyebrows. For an unconscious pony, she had a hay of a tight grip on his hoof. "I mean, the whole delusion thing. I've seen loopy stuff after I hit my head but nothing like this." He glanced out the window. "Shame about the dam though. I would've loved to do a flyover, see what it looked like from above." He didn't mention that the urge to fling himself over the rail and see how steep of a dive he could pull himself out of had also occurred to him. Some ponies did have standards. -- @Glaceon
  20. He jerked uncomfortably when she grabbed his hoof, and blinked in surprise down at her. After a quick glance at the ponies surrounding him, he murmured, "Yeah, I came back. It's okay, just stay still." Who was Airy? An old friend, a sibling, a lover? Whoever it was, the concussed pony mistook him for Airy, and he didn't have the heart to correct her when she was nearly unconscious. The expression on his face was mingled pity and curiosity, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was going to be all right.
  21. @Glaceon He shook himself violently, spraying water in all directions, and then sighed. "I suppose I'd better come too. I don't like the idea of her waking up alone." The handsome colt tossed his damp mane and realized that the burst of adrenaline had banished his headache. Thank Celestia for small mercies. And I am not going back just because Ocean is. Cliff clambered into the carriage after Ocean. It was sort of a shame - the Hoofer Dam did look interesting, but frankly, if he went back then he might have a chance to get a proper breakfast. And maybe see about winning some of his money back at the poker tables. And talk to Scamps when she wakes up. And talk to Ocean. "Hey, Eve, you coming?" He called. If all three mares came along, this might just turn into a good day after all.
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